THE BRILLIANCE IS ALWAYS HERE

We touch the exalted every day. We are surrounded by the ecstatic universe, the mesmerizing brilliance of existence is right here, right now. But we fail to see it and think we have to search for it. It is an ironic thing, the search. For it is a truth that nothing is actually found except what was always here. I know for myself I was never searching, I had no idea in the mid 90’s what I was doing in that sense. I knew I was unhappy and angry, but I had none of the awareness many have today.

I just responded to an instinct, and the mysterious path led me to the wild world of ceremony, ritual, storytelling and radical transformation. I jumped into the fire fully and never got out. It was a stripping away, not a searching for. It woke something up in me that I never knew was asleep.

But it didn’t stop there. It then led to huge amounts of body work for emotional release, and to rebirthing for emotional release, and primal therapy for more of the same. It is extraordinary to me now to remember what I did.

And then I got sick as I released all that was buried deep in the physical body. But that, my friends, is a story I will save for another day. The point I am making is that it took time for the false, the veil, the coat, to fall to the ground. I didn’t search for it. I removed what veiled it and have lived, as best I can, from what remained..emptiness.

Thanks for indulging my words. Here are some poems.

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The garden of eden is in your heart 
You leave it with each carried grievance
With every attack and judgment
You heal it with love's acceptance
And the resolve to be honest, kind and humble. 
There is no garden outside.

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Fear is an energy
Whose existence is dependent
On making us believe
That love has an opposite.

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This breaking open
You are so scared of
To the divine
Is beautiful
Every diamond
Carries a flaw
That’s what makes it unique.

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Those who can sit in the wreckage
And still lovingly see the tiny flower
Poking its exalted head through the cracks
Have mastered all existence can throw at them.

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The sincerity of the search
Is what really matters

When desire for truth
Or the longing for liberation
Is so strong
There is nothing we will not face
Including everything we believe
And all our wounds

Transformation happens
As if by itself.

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Nobility of being
Is the art of holding suffering
One’s own and others
With dignity
Without indulging the story
Yet without coldness or denial
It is, in many ways, a lost art
We would benefit greatly from at this time.

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The light will find its own way 
Through the cracks in your defenses 
And the stiffness of your psyche 
All you have to do is put down the resistance, 
And stop fighting with yourself.

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I saw a crack in the veil
There was a light shining through
Like a million suns
Inside that light I saw a beauty
I had never seen
I followed that incandescent beauty
Until it dissolved into me
And I into it.

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And if I fall
Let my falling be glorious
And full of beauty

There is a nobility
That has nothing to do with action
And everything to do with being.

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Some of the greatest breakthroughs of my life
Have happened at the lowest points

Never underestimate crisis
As a catalyst for transformation 

But these opportunities are fragile
And can be easily missed
Or deemed to be a problem
We need to push aside.

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